One of the hardest things for me to do is to accept help without feeling like a big fat failure, a drain on society, and a hopeless, helpless lost cause.
I'm working on it, though.
I'm trying to get better at accepting help with simple grace and gratitude, knowing that those moments will come when I'm able to turn around and help someone else.
That's slightly easier said than done. But I'm working on it.
Til tomorrow.
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June 24, 2011
June 17, 2011
Fact #342: Pittsburgh, now I'm mad at you
Pittsburgh, what did you do to me? How did this happen?
I didn't see it coming. Two years ago, I had no idea you even existed (just kidding, my geography's a little bit better than that). But I didn't know how awesome you were. I didn't know how cool and arts-supportive and friendly you were.
I didn't know how much I was gonna love you. I didn't know how much you were gonna change me.
You picked me up and shook me, Pittsburgh. Which normally I like. But to be honest, you shook me pretty hard sometimes. And then you spun me around in circles real fast, and when you set me down I was facing towards Houston.
So now I'm a little mad at you, Pittsburgh. For making me care about you while simultaneously lighting a fire under my butt that's taking me away from you.
I'm gonna miss you, Pittsburgh. You witnessed some of my biggest growing pains, but you were nice to me anyway. I think you're kind of wonderful.
So, like John Lithgow in Harry and the Hendersons, I have to yell at you and punch you in the face to cover the sorrow of parting.
Til tomorrow!
I didn't see it coming. Two years ago, I had no idea you even existed (just kidding, my geography's a little bit better than that). But I didn't know how awesome you were. I didn't know how cool and arts-supportive and friendly you were.
I didn't know how much I was gonna love you. I didn't know how much you were gonna change me.
You picked me up and shook me, Pittsburgh. Which normally I like. But to be honest, you shook me pretty hard sometimes. And then you spun me around in circles real fast, and when you set me down I was facing towards Houston.
So now I'm a little mad at you, Pittsburgh. For making me care about you while simultaneously lighting a fire under my butt that's taking me away from you.
I'm gonna miss you, Pittsburgh. You witnessed some of my biggest growing pains, but you were nice to me anyway. I think you're kind of wonderful.
So, like John Lithgow in Harry and the Hendersons, I have to yell at you and punch you in the face to cover the sorrow of parting.
A touching moment made creepy by John Lithgow's very presence.
It's like magic.
Til tomorrow!
June 8, 2011
Fact #332: Play with me!
A few years ago I was in a production of Mr. Marmalade in Chicago. I played a little girl named Lucy, who has a somewhat strange imaginary friend named Mr. Marmalade. It was one of my favorite roles so far, and one of my favorite shows. And not just because I got to wear a tutu.
It was just an amazing challenge to get into a 4-year-old head space. To find it in my mind and body. It's easy to play youth or old age with exaggerated physicality, but to find the truth in the actions is harder. I did a lot of yoga during rehearsals and perfected my deep squat, a move you see kids do all the time but most adults wouldn't even attempt for fear of blowing out both their knees.
One of my favorite parts of the show was a funny little ritual that developed between me and Marz Timms, the actor playing Mr. Marmalade. The set for the show was very simple, a series of oversize blocks that were moved around to suggest different furniture pieces. Every night before the house opened, I'd go onstage to warm up and stretch. I'd do my regular stretches, then I'd start playing around on the set, moving around on it like a kid would.
And Marz would always come play with me.
He'd chase me all around the set and I'd shriek and giggle and try to run away or crawl up on the blocks to safety.
I loved that game. It got the two of us in the same head space for the show. It connected us. And the best part was, I never said, "Hey, wouldn't it be cool if we did our warm up together? Maybe you pretend to chase me, and I'll pretend to run away." It just happened. And it was so much fun!
Marz is a stand up comedian in Chicago, a super talented guy, and way cooler than me. He could just as easily have done his own warm up or rolled his eyes at my ridiculous antics. But he didn't. He got up and played with me. And I think that's super awesome.
I like playing.
Til tomorrow!
It was just an amazing challenge to get into a 4-year-old head space. To find it in my mind and body. It's easy to play youth or old age with exaggerated physicality, but to find the truth in the actions is harder. I did a lot of yoga during rehearsals and perfected my deep squat, a move you see kids do all the time but most adults wouldn't even attempt for fear of blowing out both their knees.
(I don't know this kid.)
One of my favorite parts of the show was a funny little ritual that developed between me and Marz Timms, the actor playing Mr. Marmalade. The set for the show was very simple, a series of oversize blocks that were moved around to suggest different furniture pieces. Every night before the house opened, I'd go onstage to warm up and stretch. I'd do my regular stretches, then I'd start playing around on the set, moving around on it like a kid would.
And Marz would always come play with me.
He'd chase me all around the set and I'd shriek and giggle and try to run away or crawl up on the blocks to safety.
I loved that game. It got the two of us in the same head space for the show. It connected us. And the best part was, I never said, "Hey, wouldn't it be cool if we did our warm up together? Maybe you pretend to chase me, and I'll pretend to run away." It just happened. And it was so much fun!
Marz is a stand up comedian in Chicago, a super talented guy, and way cooler than me. He could just as easily have done his own warm up or rolled his eyes at my ridiculous antics. But he didn't. He got up and played with me. And I think that's super awesome.
I like playing.
See? I'm having so much fun!
Til tomorrow!
May 28, 2011
Fact #321: Sometimes time-outs are awesome
Tonight I had a lovely home-cooked dinner with some friends.
It was perfect. The food was super delicious, the company was great, the conversation was interesting. And I tried Kombucha for the first time!
It was also a nice break from the constant impulse to be getting something done. Reading, packing, memorizing, sorting, selling, apartment hunting, working, planning -- there's always something I could be doing. Most times, there's something I should be doing.
But I every once in a while, it's good to make sure I can still turn all that noise in my head off and just have dinner.
Til tomorrow!
It was perfect. The food was super delicious, the company was great, the conversation was interesting. And I tried Kombucha for the first time!
It was also a nice break from the constant impulse to be getting something done. Reading, packing, memorizing, sorting, selling, apartment hunting, working, planning -- there's always something I could be doing. Most times, there's something I should be doing.
But I every once in a while, it's good to make sure I can still turn all that noise in my head off and just have dinner.
Til tomorrow!
May 21, 2011
Fact #314: We made it
A few years ago I was lucky enough to work on a film called The Christians, written and directed by a ridiculously talented guy named Stephen Cone. Funnily enough, the film is about a group of people who believe that the Rapture is about to happen, and the fallout in their lives when it doesn't.
So in honor of surviving my second brush with the apocalypse, here's the trailer for The Christians. I'm very proud to be part of this movie, and feel especially lucky to have met some of the most wonderful people I know while working on it.
The Christians (Official Trailer) from Jeffrey McHale on Vimeo.
Til tomorrow!
So in honor of surviving my second brush with the apocalypse, here's the trailer for The Christians. I'm very proud to be part of this movie, and feel especially lucky to have met some of the most wonderful people I know while working on it.
The Christians (Official Trailer) from Jeffrey McHale on Vimeo.
Til tomorrow!
May 8, 2011
Fact #301: I'll say this one time...
In less than two months I'm leaving to go to school in Houston. And I'm a little scared.
It's the first time I've moved anywhere totally, completely on my own. I spent a year in London during my undergrad, but that was really more of a long vacation. When I moved to Chicago I had a network of college friends. I moved to Pittsburgh with Freddie.
And now I'm moving to Texas by myself. I know friends-of-friends who've offered to help me find a place to live and show me around. And once school starts, I'll be surrounded by a group of people pretty much nonstop.
But first, the move -- so far away from everything and everyone I know. So far outside of my mid-western culture. So hot. So humid. Finding a place to live, navigating a new city. Finding a way to make it feel like home.
So it's a little scary. And I don't mind admitting that, mostly because I can immediately follow it with, "I'm a big girl. I do okay."
Besides, if I remember correctly, I wasn't all that super stoked about moving to Pittsburgh. I may have spent the first couple of months here bemoaning the fact that my 'street' was a glorified alley, mocking the nonsensical roadways and poorly placed signage that are everywhere in this city, and bitching about the fact that I couldn't buy beer from a grocery store like a normal person.
But I've come to love Pittsburgh so much. For realsies. It grew on me like a giant city-shaped wart. I'll be back, I promise. I'll be back for a latte from Big Dog, for a beer from The Library, for brunch at Zenith. Hopefully I'll be back to work with some of the great theatre companies out here. I'll be back.
But first, time to bust out the shorts and flip flops, and figure out what the hell to do with my hair in humidity.
Til tomorrow!
It's the first time I've moved anywhere totally, completely on my own. I spent a year in London during my undergrad, but that was really more of a long vacation. When I moved to Chicago I had a network of college friends. I moved to Pittsburgh with Freddie.
And now I'm moving to Texas by myself. I know friends-of-friends who've offered to help me find a place to live and show me around. And once school starts, I'll be surrounded by a group of people pretty much nonstop.
But first, the move -- so far away from everything and everyone I know. So far outside of my mid-western culture. So hot. So humid. Finding a place to live, navigating a new city. Finding a way to make it feel like home.
So it's a little scary. And I don't mind admitting that, mostly because I can immediately follow it with, "I'm a big girl. I do okay."
Besides, if I remember correctly, I wasn't all that super stoked about moving to Pittsburgh. I may have spent the first couple of months here bemoaning the fact that my 'street' was a glorified alley, mocking the nonsensical roadways and poorly placed signage that are everywhere in this city, and bitching about the fact that I couldn't buy beer from a grocery store like a normal person.
But I've come to love Pittsburgh so much. For realsies. It grew on me like a giant city-shaped wart. I'll be back, I promise. I'll be back for a latte from Big Dog, for a beer from The Library, for brunch at Zenith. Hopefully I'll be back to work with some of the great theatre companies out here. I'll be back.
But first, time to bust out the shorts and flip flops, and figure out what the hell to do with my hair in humidity.
Til tomorrow!
May 3, 2011
Fact #296: All the pictures I took
I'm terrible at taking pictures. I just get too distracted! The more fun I'm having, the fewer pictures I take. So clearly I had a great time in New York, seeing as how I only managed to take about 8 pictures.
Here they all are:
Here they all are:
Beer flight at The Ginger Man. If you're interested, those are Dogfish Head Olde School, Dupont avec les Bons Voeux, Nectar Ales Black Xantus (at least it was before I drank it), and St. Feuillien Blonde. Yummy. Yum-town.
This is our view of the Empire State Building as we left the bar.
The arch in Washington Square Park. I sat in front of it and ate the most delicious hummus sandwich in the world.
My friend Anna on the Brooklyn Bridge. We made it all the way to Brooklyn!
The Statue of Liberty as seen from the Brooklyn Bridge. Like many celebrities, she looks much smaller in real life (and from far away).
Me in Grand Central Station. Right before this picture was taken, a guy walked in front of me and saw the camera, but instead of ducking out of the way he just stood there staring at it for another 20 seconds. Now I kind of feel bad that he's NOT in this picture.
Me and Anna on the subway back from Brooklyn. We just walked a billion miles. And I have crazy-eyes.
The New York Public Library. As soon as I saw this, I stopped dead in my tracks and started yelling, "Ghostbusters! Ghostbusters!" I'm a nerd and an embarrassing tourist. But I don't care.
Those pictures only really just scratch the surface of all the fun stuff I did on my trip! I also had girl-talk over Mexican food and margaritas, ate a cupcake from Magnolia, saw Bengal Tiger at the Baghdad Zoo (congrats to Arian Moayed on his Tony nomination!!), watched a show at UCB, had many wonderful conversations with old friends, wandered through Central Park at night, and ate some kind of delicious chocolate covered pretzel chocolate thing from the Shake Shack.
It was a great trip. Just what I needed.
Til tomorrow!
April 29, 2011
Fact #292: NYC'ed!
I'm hopping on the Megabus bright and early tomorrow for a weekend trip to New York City. I'm really looking forward to it, especially because (I'm ashamed to admit) I've never been there before! Whaaaaa...? Close your mouth, it's true.
But there's a first time for everything, and I anticipate this trip being a super-fun first! I've made plans to meet up with several friends in the city who I haven't seen in a while -- honestly, that's the part I'm looking forward to the most.
The other things I'm looking forward to include seeing a show on Broadway, hopefully seeing a show at UCB, and just taking in the city. I mean, I've lived in some big cities before -- London for a year, Chicago for several years. But I don't think either of those are quite the same experience as New York. From what I hear, it's going to knock my socks off. Literally. And then steal them. And then punch me in the face.
Eeee, I'm so excited!!!
Til tomorrow!
But there's a first time for everything, and I anticipate this trip being a super-fun first! I've made plans to meet up with several friends in the city who I haven't seen in a while -- honestly, that's the part I'm looking forward to the most.
The other things I'm looking forward to include seeing a show on Broadway, hopefully seeing a show at UCB, and just taking in the city. I mean, I've lived in some big cities before -- London for a year, Chicago for several years. But I don't think either of those are quite the same experience as New York. From what I hear, it's going to knock my socks off. Literally. And then steal them. And then punch me in the face.
Eeee, I'm so excited!!!
If you need me, I'll be somewhere in there.
Til tomorrow!
April 28, 2011
Fact #291: My heart cracks as it expands
Before I left Colorado, and again before I left Chicago, even as excitement bubbled up inside me for the coming adventure, another thought started repeating in my head louder and louder as my departure grew nearer. "Why am I leaving this?"
Leaving is hard. I've left people I love everywhere I've ever lived.
But with each move, I've also met wonderful, amazing people in my new city. If I hadn't left Chicago, I wouldn't know any of the people in Pittsburgh who have become such a big part of my life.
And when I leave Pittsburgh, I'll be heading off to meet a whole bunch of new cool people. It's the best and the worst part of moving.
One thing these big moves have taught me, though, is that you've got to hold on to the people who are really special to you. You will move. They will move. Life and work and family will exert their pull on everyone. But don't let go of the ones you love, no matter how large the distance between you.
Now how 'bout a group hug? Anyone? Anyone?
Til tomorrow!
Leaving is hard. I've left people I love everywhere I've ever lived.
But with each move, I've also met wonderful, amazing people in my new city. If I hadn't left Chicago, I wouldn't know any of the people in Pittsburgh who have become such a big part of my life.
And when I leave Pittsburgh, I'll be heading off to meet a whole bunch of new cool people. It's the best and the worst part of moving.
One thing these big moves have taught me, though, is that you've got to hold on to the people who are really special to you. You will move. They will move. Life and work and family will exert their pull on everyone. But don't let go of the ones you love, no matter how large the distance between you.
Now how 'bout a group hug? Anyone? Anyone?
Til tomorrow!
April 3, 2011
Fact #266: My crazy vs. your crazy
Isn't it amazing that we can actually ask another person to take us into their heart just the way we are? To look them in the eyes and say, "Hey, here's all of my crazy! You cool with that?"
Then again, I guess it's pretty reasonable, considering we can also look another person in the eyes and say, "Yeah, I see all of your crazy. And I'm cool with it."
We are crazy, bizarre, temperamental, tangential, irrational, silly, strange beings. All of us. Pretty much without exception. It's funny how much time we spend trying to hide that.
And isn't it funny how when people let us in on their crazy, those are usually the parts that make us love them best?
Til tomorrow!
Then again, I guess it's pretty reasonable, considering we can also look another person in the eyes and say, "Yeah, I see all of your crazy. And I'm cool with it."
We are crazy, bizarre, temperamental, tangential, irrational, silly, strange beings. All of us. Pretty much without exception. It's funny how much time we spend trying to hide that.
And isn't it funny how when people let us in on their crazy, those are usually the parts that make us love them best?
Til tomorrow!
March 21, 2011
Fact #253: Bedtime
It's almost midnight. I probably shouldn't have waited so long to write a blog post. Oopsy.
Today I woke up with only a vague idea of how my day would go. I ended up going in to work for a couple of hours, hitting up an afternoon yoga class, selling my bike, reading a play, sorting through my closet, and going out for some beers with a friend.
It was a pretty good day.
Til tomorrow!
Today I woke up with only a vague idea of how my day would go. I ended up going in to work for a couple of hours, hitting up an afternoon yoga class, selling my bike, reading a play, sorting through my closet, and going out for some beers with a friend.
It was a pretty good day.
Til tomorrow!
February 10, 2011
Fact #214: I'm back!
Grad school auditions: check.
Yaaaaaaay!!!
It was a great trip! Lots of auditions -- some stressful, some wonderful and illuminating and energizing. I learned a lot about where I am as an actor, and what I'm really looking for in my training.
I also got to spend some quality time with good friends, including my awesome hosts. I didn't go out too much during the week, but I had some free time after my last auditions on Thursday -- during which time I managed to consume two delicious Belgian beers, half a basket of French fries, two entrees (I couldn't choose!) and two pieces of cake (I shared!). Yum. So worth it.
Now back to work!
Til tomorrow.
Yaaaaaaay!!!
It was a great trip! Lots of auditions -- some stressful, some wonderful and illuminating and energizing. I learned a lot about where I am as an actor, and what I'm really looking for in my training.
I also got to spend some quality time with good friends, including my awesome hosts. I didn't go out too much during the week, but I had some free time after my last auditions on Thursday -- during which time I managed to consume two delicious Belgian beers, half a basket of French fries, two entrees (I couldn't choose!) and two pieces of cake (I shared!). Yum. So worth it.
Now back to work!
Til tomorrow.
January 31, 2011
Fact #204: I know some things about some things...
I went out to Over the Bar tonight for some veggie burgers and beers with friends. Right as we were finishing our food, they started their Monday night trivia game -- so of course we had to stay and play.
We did okay. We knew some hard ones. . . and missed a few obvious ones. We were hanging onto third place until the very final round, when we got super stumped and subsequently schooled (alliteration: almost as much fun as hyperbole!).
My not-finest moment was when I tried very seriously to explain to my friends that Billy Mays died because he got hit on the head with a suitcase.
It wasn't even a trivia question.
Til tomorrow!
We did okay. We knew some hard ones. . . and missed a few obvious ones. We were hanging onto third place until the very final round, when we got super stumped and subsequently schooled (alliteration: almost as much fun as hyperbole!).
My not-finest moment was when I tried very seriously to explain to my friends that Billy Mays died because he got hit on the head with a suitcase.
It wasn't even a trivia question.
Til tomorrow!
December 7, 2010
Fact #149: If I had a superpower
Sometimes I wish I could wrap everyone I know in a big protective bubble. A bubble that would keep out random terrible violence, illness, heartbreak, natural disasters, loss... I wish I could have some guarantee that everything will be okay.
Of course, I can't. Life totally doesn't work that way. But I still wish I could.
So the next best thing I can do is try to keep love, joy, and optimism alive in myself and the people I care about, no matter what happens.
Of course, sometimes I can't do that either. But I always try.
Til tomorrow!
Of course, I can't. Life totally doesn't work that way. But I still wish I could.
So the next best thing I can do is try to keep love, joy, and optimism alive in myself and the people I care about, no matter what happens.
Of course, sometimes I can't do that either. But I always try.
Til tomorrow!
November 26, 2010
Fact #138: Tech-etty tech tech
We start tech tonight!! Wheeeee!!
There's something really exciting about adding another element to the show. It's getting closer and closer to being the play we'll share with an audience.
Tech rehearsals can be long and tedious and stressful, and a lot of actors dread them. But a friend of mine once told me that he actually really likes tech rehearsals -- all the stopping and starting, he said, gives him the perfect opportunity to futz around with his performance, making little adjustments, sharpening moments, adding detail. Tech becomes fun and useful because he makes the most of it.
I like that idea. I'm going to steal it. :)
Til tomorrow!
There's something really exciting about adding another element to the show. It's getting closer and closer to being the play we'll share with an audience.
Tech rehearsals can be long and tedious and stressful, and a lot of actors dread them. But a friend of mine once told me that he actually really likes tech rehearsals -- all the stopping and starting, he said, gives him the perfect opportunity to futz around with his performance, making little adjustments, sharpening moments, adding detail. Tech becomes fun and useful because he makes the most of it.
I like that idea. I'm going to steal it. :)
Til tomorrow!
November 19, 2010
Fact #131: Go, car, go
I did lots of driving today. Lots. Like 8 hours worth. Oooog.
I'm not a great road tripper, but I tried to make the most of it. I brought plenty of snacks, ran my lines a bunch of times, and rocked out pretty hard to some old playlists on my ipod.
But that definitely wasn't the highlight of my day. The highlight was spending a few hours with a wonderful, kind, honest, insightful, super smart and inspiring lady -- working on my grad school audition pieces and catching up on life. That was worth all the driving. And then some.
Til tomorrow!
I'm not a great road tripper, but I tried to make the most of it. I brought plenty of snacks, ran my lines a bunch of times, and rocked out pretty hard to some old playlists on my ipod.
But that definitely wasn't the highlight of my day. The highlight was spending a few hours with a wonderful, kind, honest, insightful, super smart and inspiring lady -- working on my grad school audition pieces and catching up on life. That was worth all the driving. And then some.
Til tomorrow!
September 25, 2010
Fact #76: How about a little Choose Your Own Adventure?
Our story starts at 7am. Yep, 7am.
An alarm sounds. It's a radio clock tuned to the most bizarre station ever. Sometimes country, sometimes pop-rock, always earsplitting.
Our hero, Shlaurel Shloeder, leaps across the room and smashes the snooze button with all her might.
A. Shlaurel sleeps very restfully until 8:30, despite launching herself out of bed every ten minutes to hit snooze. Why not just turn off the alarm? Don't even ask such silly questions.
B. You're a jerk.
At 9 o'clock Shlaurel joins her family, who are visiting from out of town, for some breakfast and coffee. In all likelihood, she drinks more coffee than she should. She plays with her niece and falls a little bit more in love with this adorable tiny person.
Oh no! Shlaurel almost lost track of time. It's nearly time for her to leave for her second-to-last performance of Much Ado About Nothing.
A. Never has an audience seen such acting!! In the immortal words of William Shakespeare, "down upon her knees she falls, weeps, sobs, beats her heart, tears her hair, prays, curses." It's... really something.
B. It's live outdoor theater, folks. That means actors' feet in your potato salad. Deal with it. (And thank you for not bringing egg salad.)
As soon as the performance/food fight is over, Shlaurel rushes home to change. She's got a wedding to go to! Two of her friends are getting married to each other.
A. Shlaurel takes a shower. A really quick one. Didn't you hear the water running? Yeah, she already got out. No, seriously, she really did take a shower.
B. That's more like it! A little facewash, a little makeup, throw on a cute dress and some dancing shoes, and Shlaurel's good to go! (But if anybody asks, tell them she did option A.)
Shlaurel goes to the wedding. Sadly, she misses the ceremony because of her show, but she makes it in plenty of time for the reception. She sees old friends and celebrates with the happy couple.
A. You are correct.
B. You are also correct.
After a long evening of dancing her pants off, Shlaurel picks up her pants, bids fond goodbyes to her dear friends, and heads home. Before she collapses into bed, she sets her alarm for 7am. She's an optimist.
The End.
Til tomorrow.
An alarm sounds. It's a radio clock tuned to the most bizarre station ever. Sometimes country, sometimes pop-rock, always earsplitting.
Our hero, Shlaurel Shloeder, leaps across the room and smashes the snooze button with all her might.
Should she...If you chose...
A. Hit snooze over and over for another hour and a half before she absolutely has to get up?
B. Haul her lazy ass out of bed and go for a run?
A. Shlaurel sleeps very restfully until 8:30, despite launching herself out of bed every ten minutes to hit snooze. Why not just turn off the alarm? Don't even ask such silly questions.
B. You're a jerk.
At 9 o'clock Shlaurel joins her family, who are visiting from out of town, for some breakfast and coffee. In all likelihood, she drinks more coffee than she should. She plays with her niece and falls a little bit more in love with this adorable tiny person.
Oh no! Shlaurel almost lost track of time. It's nearly time for her to leave for her second-to-last performance of Much Ado About Nothing.
During the show, does she...If you chose...
A. Move the audience to tears?
B. Step in someone's potato salad?
A. Never has an audience seen such acting!! In the immortal words of William Shakespeare, "down upon her knees she falls, weeps, sobs, beats her heart, tears her hair, prays, curses." It's... really something.
B. It's live outdoor theater, folks. That means actors' feet in your potato salad. Deal with it. (And thank you for not bringing egg salad.)
As soon as the performance/food fight is over, Shlaurel rushes home to change. She's got a wedding to go to! Two of her friends are getting married to each other.
Does she...If you chose...
A. Shower, even though she already showered once today?
B. Not shower, because she's pretty much clean if you don't count the layer of dirt and sunscreen?
A. Shlaurel takes a shower. A really quick one. Didn't you hear the water running? Yeah, she already got out. No, seriously, she really did take a shower.
B. That's more like it! A little facewash, a little makeup, throw on a cute dress and some dancing shoes, and Shlaurel's good to go! (But if anybody asks, tell them she did option A.)
Shlaurel goes to the wedding. Sadly, she misses the ceremony because of her show, but she makes it in plenty of time for the reception. She sees old friends and celebrates with the happy couple.
At the reception, does she...If you chose...
A. Dance her pants off?
B. Dance her pants off?
A. You are correct.
B. You are also correct.
After a long evening of dancing her pants off, Shlaurel picks up her pants, bids fond goodbyes to her dear friends, and heads home. Before she collapses into bed, she sets her alarm for 7am. She's an optimist.
The End.
Til tomorrow.
September 22, 2010
Fact #73: Have you seen this man?
I have!
The Handsome Little Devils had a show in Punxsutawney, PA yesterday, and I got to see them! It was a beautiful and inspiring show. It was fun, funny, spectacular, and incredible!
The kid in me -- by which I mean all of me -- spent the whole show with her jaw on the floor and her eyes as big as saucers. (I nearly suffered spontaneous globe luxation.) I couldn't stop clapping and cheering.
It was really inspiring to see what people can do with somewhat limited resources. They've been developing this show for a while now and it's been really successful. But it started out small, and it's grown only with the imaginative and technical efforts of its creators. It looks amazing -- the props and costumes are beautiful and detailed, the acts are polished and sharp.
It was such an amazing reminder to me that if you take pride in something and insist on making it the best it can be, it will shine. I think sometimes limited resources give people an excuse to settle for 'just okay', but creativity and hard work can more than make up for a lack of monetary resources.
And if you can juggle chainsaws, you're off to a pretty good start.
Til tomorrow!
PS.
There was one huge blot on an otherwise magical evening. I was so excited to go to Punxsutawney, the setting of one of my all-time favorite movies, Groundhog Day. But did you know that Groundhog Day was actually shot in Woodstock, IL? I didn't. Until last night. When my heart got broken.
August 28, 2010
Fact #48: I have to tell you something
Um, I have to tell you something.
That big red button by your name on gmail chat? The one that's supposed to tell me you're 'unavailable'? That will never, ever (ever) stop me from chatting you.
All it says to me is, "Hey, guess what? I'm online! Yep, I'm right here! I'm not even away from my computer, 'cause the button's not yellow. Nope, I'm here, and yes, I may currently be doing something else, but I bet if you chat me, I'll drop everything else and be pleased as punch to chat with you. That's right, I said it. Punch."
That's what it means, right?
Hey listen, just be glad we don't live next to each other, or instead of that big red button I'd be talking about your closed, locked front door.
What can I say? I'm a friendly person.
Til tomorrow!
That big red button by your name on gmail chat? The one that's supposed to tell me you're 'unavailable'? That will never, ever (ever) stop me from chatting you.
All it says to me is, "Hey, guess what? I'm online! Yep, I'm right here! I'm not even away from my computer, 'cause the button's not yellow. Nope, I'm here, and yes, I may currently be doing something else, but I bet if you chat me, I'll drop everything else and be pleased as punch to chat with you. That's right, I said it. Punch."
That's what it means, right?
Hey listen, just be glad we don't live next to each other, or instead of that big red button I'd be talking about your closed, locked front door.
What can I say? I'm a friendly person.
Til tomorrow!
August 24, 2010
Fact #44: I would squeeze them til their heads popped off
Remember how when you were a kid, you'd never want to leave any of your toys behind when you went places? And your mom would say, "You can only bring the ones you can carry."
So you'd cram as many toys into your arms as you could, til there were legs and arms and heads and animal parts sticking out everywhere.
But you'd just squeeze them even tighter and refuse to let any of them go, no, they all simply had to come with you on your next adventure.
Sometimes that's what I wish I could do with all my friends.
Til tomorrow!
So you'd cram as many toys into your arms as you could, til there were legs and arms and heads and animal parts sticking out everywhere.
But you'd just squeeze them even tighter and refuse to let any of them go, no, they all simply had to come with you on your next adventure.
Sometimes that's what I wish I could do with all my friends.
Til tomorrow!
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